Daddy Smut Novels & Stories

I suddenly felt awkward; I didn’t want to be trained into being one of his whores and had heard too many women respond to Smitty using those exact words. “No talking remember, I don’t want to break the rules daddy.” I felt a bolt of energy go through Smitty’s body as he lost control in his stroke and began to have an orgasm. “That’s it, baby just call me daddy from time to time.” I continued to let him have his way with me until he was finished although I was no longer turned on. Before getting off of me Smitty whispered in my ear his usual that I should never tell a soul unless I wanted to lose my precious life. I never did. Isa only knew because she laid playing sleep in the bed less than

Daddy smiled, playfully slapping me again on my mouth: “You enjoyed that, did you, sweetlips?” I looked at him and nodded: “Yes Daddy. Now, can I cum?” “No. I need you to be like this for a while longer. I like you horny, sweetlips.” – He whispered, helping me get off the floor and slapping me on my butt. I stood up, still weak in my knees, with a single desire: to cum. “Sweetlips, let’s get out of here. And, remember: this is our little secret.” – Daddy whispered as we left the men’s fitting room.

"Ah!" Anna cried out. "Ah! Ah! Fuck me, Daddy! Oh God, fuck me!" "Yes, Mommy, " Sasha said, "Call him Daddy. God, that's so sexy." "Daddy!" My wife cried out. "Daddy, I'm cumming!" "Cum for me," I said, "cum on Daddy's cock."

"Your dick is so good, Frank" I pulled out of his dick and turned, pouring some spit onto his cock. I put his dick in between my breasts and started to titty fuck him. "Daddy, please cum. Spray your hot all over my fucking tits". The dirty talk got to him. He panted. "Fuck I'm going to cum again...". I fucked him with my tits as fast as he could. He groaned, rewarding me with another set of cum. It splayed over my tits. "Thank you daddy", I said, giving him my best smile.

It was an incredible rush to have her massaging me. "Yes, yes, yes," I groaned. "God, you're such a slut!" "I know!" Amy moaned, wiggling her hips. "Oh, Daddy, you have such a big cock," Emmy moaned. "Ooh, just fuck me so hard! I'm going to cum on your thick dick!" Dad grinned as he fucked her hard and fast.

“So desperate to cum for Daddy.” “More,” I gasped. “Don’t stop, daddy.” He added a third finger, curling them just right, and I nearly screamed. “God... mmfuckingfuck... Daddy! Oh fuck!” “There it is,” he growled. “That filthy little mouth calling for Daddy. Bet you love cumming for me more than anyone else.” I nodded frantically. “Yes—only you. Only ever you, daddy.” “Cum for me then,” he said darkly, rubbing my clit again. “Let me feel how bad you need me.”

Brutal sex like I'd never done before. Caroline moaned. She seemed to be disturbed by the sound of my foot stomping. I smoked a cigarette while calming down after all that had happened between us. She was indeed a satisfying slut and never refused any style I wanted. This was the first time a woman in hot, dirty sex had sucked my sperm out. I knew Caroline was going to throw up, but she held it in and swallowed it all.

he taunted. "Please, touch them." The fine grey of his eyes had taken a darker shade. "like this?" He flicked the sensitive bud. "Ahhh! fuck." I jerked, my body feeling overstimulated. I was shaking, ready to blow. As much as I craved his mouth on me, if he licked them I would combust, unable to stop my release and I had a feeling he knew that. Was that his goal all along? "This pink looks great on you, I'm obsessed." around my right nipple he blew cool air on the peak, driving me even further apart from sanity. "Say the word and it's yours."

said Keatton erotically. Damon stroked his dick and spat on his hands. He scattered his drool by masturbating his cock fast. “See this dick? This can ruin your ass, pussy, and mouth. But you still love it, don’t you? Daddy’s dick is all my boy wanted. Because my son is a slut for Daddy’s big chocolate dick,” said Damon

I remembered him calling me his "dirty little secret." The words made me hotter, and I rubbed my clit faster, chasing the feeling. I imagined him standing right there, watching me, telling me what to do. "Come for me, you dirty little slut," he would say. The thought was enough to push me over the edge. I came hard, my body shaking, a quiet moan escaping my lips. I whispered one word as the pleasure washed over me. "Daddy." After my shower, I felt better, but the worry about my dad was still there, a cold knot in my stomach. Dante had promised he would find out what happened, but I hadn’t heard anything yet.